RORANICUS PONDICUS

[spacehipster]

Characters: The Doctor, the suggestion box, and YOU!
Setting: Right by the suggestion box, in the afternoon
Format: Aaaaaaaaction!
Summary: The Doctor yells at a box that is not the TARDIS, for once.
Warnings: Nothin'

[Hey, is that The Doctor with his nose right up against the suggestion box?

What is he even--]

Roranicus Pondicus!

While I am very much aware of your rather large, and quite frankly unmissable nose, that is no excuse for you to stay in there!

Comments

[quarkylass]

Cool.

[ Jade smiles. Okay, so his yelling wasn't at him. ]

I was going to suggest something too.

[spacehipster]

Ooooh, and what were you going to suggest?

[quarkylass]

[ She holds out a small piece of paper to him, with her note attached. ]

Mailboxes.

{ And there's some sort of strange pride there, in the fact that she thought about suggesting something in the first place. ]

Maybe I should request a new bass...could they give that to me?

[spacehipster]

Oooh, that's an excellent idea, Jade, not that I expected any less of you.

[He's proud to. HIS FRIENDS ARE SO SMART AND CUTE]

I think so. I certainly don't see why not.

[quarkylass]

[ She smiles! ]

Thank you. I didn't know if they could give musical instruments, but I really want a new one...